Tuesday, December 4, 2007

GROW UP, meh.

I get a little bit viciousThats why you love meBecause you can't resist itYou do anything for meYou want out but we're off the groundSo pick out your parachuteCause I'm not gonna let you downI won't let you get away, not that easy anyway

I dont want to know and i want you for the causehow does anybody get anything done?you depend on usyou'll never get to heaven as the radical sonjust keep it up you soldier

You won't help I cant helpI've got to make you understandYou gotta take it like a man

Do you need a dozen rosesWould you like a box of chocolat?Is it really such a deep cutThat i have to come and stich it up

Yeah I get a little crazy with the razor bladesGo on and call your mama if you need a band aidBut everything worth it, hurts a little bitYou don't want to run away, and i wont let you anyway

Cause were doing it for the causeHow do you suppose I get anything done?You're making it so hardYou'll never get to heaven as the radical sonKeep it up you soldier

You won't help I cant helpI've got to make you understandYou gotta take it like a man

I want you for the causeHow does anybody get anything done?You depend on usYou'll never get to heaven as the radical sonDon't be running offCause This is LoveWhat did you think it was?Ooh. the thing is love, loveSo don't go!

You won't help I cant helpI've got to make you understandYou gotta take it like a manTake it like a manYou gotta take it like a manYou gotta take it like a man